"The authority means that you have been admitted to the hospital recently, so you can observe at any time."

"trouble."

"Wu Jian, your current situation is not optimistic, it is best not to go your own way."

"I'm not one for optimism."

Wu Jian raised one leg over the other, threw a drunken peanut into the air, opened his mouth to catch it, and bit it into a crunchy bite, saying, "It would be better if I were dead, anyway, there's nothing left to live. If it's not for looking forward to itHeavenly satan was buried for me, and I buried myself long ago."

"Isn't satan still dead now? Wait for two more days." Yuan Qifeng lifted his legs and kicked Wu Jiang's waist with a haggard face, "Get up and go to the hospital."

"Take your legs back." Wu Jian pointed at him and said, "If you don't kick me to death, I will ask for your life."

Yuan Qifeng raised a middle finger at him impatiently: "Don't be so fucking shameless, you think we want to save you because you have come into contact with more S-levels, and there is a lot of information to investigate from you."

"Investigate what? Isn't it very clear now, the S-level on the leaderboard, except for me, has only one Chora left, and the others are 'eating' by satan. You only need to register those S-level abilities, you will know how strong satan is now."

After Wu Jian finished speaking, he suddenly curled his lips and said with a wry smile, "The only value of living to the end is to become a clue for investigation. It's really interesting."

"..." Yuan Qifeng looked at him strangely, and didn't speak for a while.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about how you are doing recently." Wu Jian raised half of his eyebrows and said with great interest, "Ever since you knew your 'brother' was Gabriel, you seem to be avoiding him."

"Is there anything to hide from him? I just saw him not long ago."

"Really? You have been so free recently, why don't you go back to your human family to rest."

"First of all, I want to correct you. I'm not idle." Yuan Qifeng rolled over Byakugan, sat down on the sofa, and said, "I just find it strange that his energy field is so strong that he can hide it for so many years. Me and himWe got along day and night, but we didn't find any problems."

"Well, it looks like you're a piece of trash, doesn't it?"

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Qifeng flew up and was about to kick him, Wu Jian didn't hide at all.

After all, this kick did not go down.

Yuan Qifeng sat back with a sullen face, "You don't understand, it's not this kind of problem."

It's more of a contradiction from the bottom of my heart.

The purpose of going to Yuan's house at first was to kill Yuan Bozhu.

Having been together for ten years, Yuan Qifeng was really relieved when he found out that the mission target was wrong.

However, after going around, he discovered that the younger brother who thought he was ignorant is actually the one who controls everything in his hands.

Yuan Qifeng felt ashamed and indignant at being exposed, but at the same time felt guilty.

He didn't know how to face Yuan Bozhu.

Even if he can still talk and laugh with Yuan Bozhu, pretending nothing happened, but it seems that he can't return to the natural state of the past.

"Your dog's brain is going to be overloaded, don't even think about it."

"Fuck you."

"I said, I don't have a mother. Why doesn't your dog's mind remember things?"

"You'd better die tonight."

"Then don't come to my grave to mourn, I don't want to hear the dog barking all the time."

Yuan Qifeng wanted to swear ten thousand swear words, but in the end he swallowed them for the sake of death.

Wu Jian watched him for a long time, and finally laughed out loud while holding his belly.

"You're laughing again." Yuan Qifeng scratched his hair, annoyed.

"It's hard, because he doesn't blame you at all."

Wu Jian's sentence exposed his disguise, "After all, the reason you stayed in Yuan's house for so many years was to kill him in the first place. Your lies were for the mission, but his concealment was only for self-protection. But now, you found that he clearlyHe knows everything, but still treats you as a family member. He doesn't ask who you were in the past, and doesn't blame you for your impure purpose for so many years. The more he doesn't mention these things, the more uncomfortable you will be."

Yuan Qifeng first showed a melancholy expression, then spat anxiously, and said: "You know what a fart! I just feel uncomfortable. The stupid boy actually ran behind my back to be the 'strongest in the universe', and didn't treat me at all.This brother is in your eyes! What about Gabriel, what a stupid name."

"No, no, no, you are actually very lucky that he is Gabriel." Wu Jian narrowed his eyes and smiled ambiguously, "Because he must be Gabriel, so that he can successfully survive the scrutiny of the Administration Bureau and the Spider Realm until today.If he was just an ordinary person, or a rare species that wasn't that strong, he would have died long ago, wouldn't he?"

"You fucking... you can die if you don't say a few words?"

Wu Jian shrugged and continued: "You are grateful but also ashamed. Because he knows everything, he could have cut your neck off with one hand long ago to put an end to your painstaking efforts for so many years. But heNo. Now that he has cooperated with the Administration, you are on the united front, but you can’t get along well with him, because you feel ashamed, and you don’t dare to be called ‘big brother’”

"Shut up!" Yuan Qifeng picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.

Wu Jian was knocked dizzy by him, coughed twice, and continued to tease: "Is it uncomfortable? It's okay to be uncomfortable. Dogs are straight-hearted, and they can't pretend."

Yuan Qifeng stood up suddenly, cursed at him viciously, and said, "I shouldn't have come to you, let's go! You love to die."

However, the moment he turned around, Wu Jian suddenly said: "You should go home, he needs you now."

"... Huh?" Yuan Qifeng looked back at him with goosebumps all over his body, "What are you talking about?"

Wu Jian's expression was very indifferent, and he didn't mean to be joking: "Don't you know, he is no longer 'Gabriel' now, he is just Yuan Bozhu."

At that moment, Yuan Qifeng froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"You're here again, what the hell are you talking about?"

"Believe it or not. I'm about to die, and I don't have time to care about your crap." Wu Jian stood up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of hot water.Looking at Yuan Qifeng who was stunned at the entrance, he said, "But it doesn't matter if you don't go back. Lin Shuangxiu is quite reliable. He should be able to protect your brother well."

"...It's better that you didn't argue with me." When Yuan Qifeng opened the door, he gave Wu Jian a gloomy look.

Wu Jian chuckled: "I'm just teasing the dog, you should call the police."

"Hold."

With a bang, the door was closed.

As much water as he drank, he vomited as much blood.But he's used to it.

After wiping the paper twice, he sat back on the sofa and turned on the TV in boredom.

He has watched a few episodes of dog-blood idol dramas, which are obviously the most clichéd plots, but since Wu Jian has never watched them before, he still enjoys them now..

The time went from two o'clock to seven o'clock, and the high-hanging sun finally set.

This is how an endless day is spent.

When he was at his most brilliant, the people around him were either rich or expensive, everyone wanted him, and everyone was afraid of him.

Because he is strong enough, he faces everything with a kind of arrogance.Everything in this world seems to come and go when you call it, and you can get it without any effort.

The meaning of living forever is to enjoy the power and wealth that are easily obtained.

He will join satan's sacrificial plan because it is interesting.Also because they are bored, they kill a few unsightly rare species to pass the time.

There is nothing worth stopping and thinking about, right, good or not, should not be.

Just like no one is self-reflecting for trampling an ant to death.

During the recent period, Wu Jian suddenly got a complete vacation, and the end of his vacation was death.

When you lose your strength, you lose everything.

Life seems to be getting very boring.

There is no time to think about a question: the meaning of living.

Different from the kind of human thinking that has risen to the philosophical level, Wu Jian's focus on this issue is mainly at the realistic level.

For example, those ordinary people without blood, what do they live on?What do they do, what do they play, what do they eat, what do they use to fill the void in their hearts.

This problem persisted at home for several days.

He didn't get a good answer in the end.

It can only be said that human beings stand on flat ground from birth, so they are very familiar with climbing up step by step.And Wu Jian was born on the top of the mountain, in the high altitude, he suddenly fell to the ground, and he was not used to it.

There is no point in living.

That's when the doorbell rang.

Wu Jian thought it was someone from the Administration Bureau, thinking they had the key themselves, so they ignored it, lazily nestled on the sofa and pretended to be dead.

As a result, Lin Shuangxuan's voice came from outside: "Is he dead?"

Yuan Bozhu replied calmly and firmly: "No."

"Then is he not at home?"

"he is."

"Oh." Lin Shuangxuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly slammed on the anti-theft door, and shouted, "Senior Wujian, are you asleep! Hello?!"

Bang, bang, bang, it hurt Wu Wu's eardrums, he could only stand up with his slippers on, and walked to the door with difficulty.

The moment the door was opened, there was an expressionless iceberg face and a bright spring smiling face.

The two stand side by side, and the contrast is very strong.

On the one hand, it is snowing heavily and freezing cold, and on the other hand, the sun is shining brightly and warming people's hearts.

Without hesitation, Wu Jian chose the cuter guest, and said to Lin Shuangling with a smile, "Rare guest, you're here too."

"Yeah, A Zhu said he would come, so I'll drop by to visit senior."

Wu Jian nodded kindly, and made an aisle for the two to enter.

His eyes fell on their holding hands.

Although the two of them were hugging each other when they met last time, their intuition gave him a feeling of "what's different".

He walked over and asked, "What do you want to drink? Tea or drinks."

Lin Shuangxuan stood up suddenly and said, "Let me come, where is senior's tea?"

"Right down there."

"Then I'll make tea."

Lin Shuanghuan took off his coat as he spoke, stuffed the clothes into Yuan Bozhu, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.

Wujian looked at this movement and raised his eyebrows. His heart that had not been turbulent for a long time suddenly ignited the fire of gossip. He sat next to Yuan Bozhu and asked, "We have a good relationship, and I also help fold clothes."

Yuan Bozhu folded the clothes, put them aside, raised his eyelids to look at him, and didn't answer his fault, but asked: "How are you doing?"

"Why do you come to ask such a boring question?" Wu Jian waved his hand, and he was paralyzed as if he was waiting for something to do. "It's either dead or alive, what else can I do?Funeral, fine."

"You won't die." Yuan Bozhu stretched out two fingers and pinched his wrist.

Wu Jian joked, "Where is the pulse? You still have this ability."

After a while, Yuan Bozhu hummed and let go of him, and he couldn't tell if it was a joke or he said seriously: "The pulse is very good."

"Really. According to you, how long can I live?" Wu Jian asked with a smile.

"Look at the good fortune."

"Hey, let me tell you that you are only eighteen years old, why do you sound like a little old man when you talk."

Yuan Bozhu glanced at him indifferently, and brought the topic back on track: "Wu Jian, do you hate human beings?"

"...Huh?" Wu Jian frowned, as if he had heard some big joke, and said, "I thought it would be clear the day you saved me that I don't love or hate anything in this world. I justSomeone who is trying to be happy."

"Will killing people make you happy?" Yuan Bozhu didn't let him get away with it, and then asked, "Standing at the pinnacle of power, a flip of the hand gather the clouds, another flip turns them to rain, and let the world fall into the fear you created,How about watching weak humans become your supporters?"

These adjectives used in the original text to describe the future are uttered from Yuan Bozhu's mouth, with some inexplicable oppression.

Wu Jian's scalp was numb, and he looked at Yuan Bozhu strangely.

He really wanted to refute, such as "I don't care about power at all", such as "I am a dying person, how can I turn upside down".

But in the end couldn't say it.

His chest seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, which made Wujian feel powerless and suffocated.He didn't know why, but he had a strong reaction to Yuan Bozhu's words.

The heart that had festered to the point of being unable to beat suddenly struggled violently again.

The blood was flowing, and it was hot and a little fidgety.

"Wujian, what is your nostalgia in this world?"

"You boy, you say something so godlike, what can I miss? I can die today if I close my eyes, so chic!"

Yuan Bozhu took a deep look at him, but didn't speak.

The conversation suddenly reached a deadlock.

At this time, Lin Shuangxuan came over with the tea tray, blinked his eyes, first glanced at Yuan Bozhu, and received the other party's eyes, then put down the tea with a smile, and placed cups in front of them.

"Should I avoid it?" He asked Yuan Bozhu.

"No need." Yuan Bozhu stretched out his hand towards him.

Lin Shuangxuan held Yuan Bozhu's fingers and sat down beside him smoothly.

"Senior Wu Jian, can I ask you a question?" Lin Shuangxiu broke the silence between the two of them, and suddenly spoke.

Wu Jian picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Huh?"

"Is senior fifty years old?"

"puff"

Wu Jian took a sip of tea and sprayed it directly on the coffee table.

Lin Shuangxuan guarded the two cups of tea he had with Yuan Bozhu in horror, and frowned in disgust: "Why, the boss is not young, why is his mouth leaking?"

"..." Wu Jian was beaten upside down, and out of anger, he stretched out his finger and poked Lin Shuangxiu's head, and said, "Which eye do you see that I am fifty years old?! I am thirty-two this year!"

"Because the body metabolism of many rare species is different from that of human beings. I saw the sentinel standing guard at the gate of the Administration Bureau, who looked like he was in his twenties or thirties. When I asked, he was already sixty-eight!"

"That's also a matter of scoring, and not everyone has the spare time to spend energy on beauty." Wu Jian glared at him and said, "If there is any power in my energy glands, I use it for combat training. Who cares about that."

"Oh, so that's the case." Lin Shuangxiu nodded half-understanding.

Wu Jian looked him up and down, and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Lin Shuangxuan said honestly: "I just think that you seem to be not interested in anything, and you have a sense of fatigue. Young people don't seem to be like this."

"Of course you're exhausted when you're about to die." Wu Jian shrugged.

Lin Shuangxuan looked at Yuan Bozhu, then at Wujian, and suddenly said, "No, I feel that your exhaustion is similar to that of A Zhu some time ago."

"Huh?" Yuan Bozhu was startled and looked at him.

Wu Jian also became interested, he laughed, and said, "How do you look like it? Tell me."

"It's just a feeling..." Lin Shuangxiu hesitated for a moment, and first went to Yuan Bozhu and kissed him on the ear, and said, "I told you not to be angry."

Yuan Bozhu patted his waist: "Don't be angry."

Wu Jian showed an angry expression, and said eccentrically, "I'm not angry either."

"Although your personalities are not similar, sometimes I feel that you can't see curiosity about anything from your eyes, and you both have a kind of indifference that seems very free and easy, and you don't care about anything happening.I will be surprised, not nervous. It seems that the relationship with this world is very weak, and I can leave everything and walk away at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, both Yuan Bozhu and Wu Jian were stunned.

But Lin Shuangxuan didn't finish his sentence. He hugged Yuan Bozhu's neck and kissed him. His voice was soft and gentle, and he added the last sentence:

"But if you still have nostalgia in this world, you can't leave, right?"

Yuan Bozhu looked at him, not knowing how to answer.

On this issue, he didn't seem to see as clearly as Lin Shuangxuan.

After Wu Jian digested this passage, he poured cold water on it: "If there is anything you can't leave, as soon as you die, just leave as soon as you say it. It doesn't matter whether you are nostalgic or not."

"That's different."

"What's the difference."

Lin Shuangxiu thought for a while, and finally said confidently: "I'm only seventeen years old, and I haven't lived to understand it yet. That's all I have to say, you can understand it yourself."

"...Pfft." Wu Jianqi laughed, and said to Yuan Bozhu, "You just take care of him, what is this all about?"

However, Yuan Bozhu said very seriously: "He is right."

Wu Jian curled his lips: "I'm really full, listening to you two children's enlightenment on life. Come on, people will watch it anyway, if you two have nothing to do, go."

He started to chase away the guests, but Yuan Bozhu didn't move.

"Wu Jian, I am the resurrected bloodline."

This sentence came very suddenly.

The voice fell to the ground, and the air became inexplicably stagnant.

Lin Shuanghuan still didn't know what this sentence meant, but he felt uncomfortable after hearing it. He vaguely felt that this was not a good thing, so he hugged Yuan Bozhu and rubbed hard.

Wu Jian's face sank.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I am certain."

"Shut up." Wu Jian interrupted him, stood up suddenly, and looked down at Yuan Bozhu, "You are still young, and your life is long, so don't make impulsive decisions. I just pretended I didn't hear what you just said."

The secret of the resurrected bloodline is almost related to the final outcome of the entire ritual.

Without the blood of resurrection, even if satan revived those powers by mistake, he is not a good vessel after all. The Administration and Wu Jian still hold the hope that satan will be backlashed by the power.

But with the resurrected bloodline and the collection of the three sacrificial vessels, the truly terrifying existence will be awakened.

Scarlet Land is resurrected, and there is no way for humans to survive.

That's when the real end of the world will come.

No matter what the situation is, satan will definitely snatch away the resurrected blood, and Yuan Bozhu revealing this secret by himself is tantamount to courting death.

"The Authority already knows." Yuan Bozhu explained calmly, "Spider Realm will know soon."

He and Yan Chixing made it very clear that it is best to spread the word about the revived bloodline.

"It seems that what Xiao Lin said is right, we are both people who are bored with life." Wu Jian was so annoyed by his calm tone, he sat back on the sofa and stared at the sky speechlessly, "Do you know what this means?"

Yuan Bozhu didn't speak, but Lin Shuangxuan said, "What does it mean?"

"It means that between the two of you and the witch, one must die. Otherwise, no one can escape the end of the world."

Lin Shuangxuan rubbed his feet and looked at Yuan Bozhu in horror: "What do you mean? What does this mean?"

"Don't be afraid." Yuan Bozhu patted him on the back and said, "I know it well."

Wu Jian sneered: "What do you mean by telling me this all of a sudden? You probably don't know, no matter who you are, no matter how powerful you are, as soon as the sacrificial ceremony is opened, your resurrection blood will beExploding uncontrollably... What's more, your energy glands have already started to backfire, maybe this is a precursor to Scarlet Land's imminent resurrection. At that time, all of you will die, you better know it."

Yuan Bozhu only said, "I have a solution."

"Ha! Then tell me, what is the solution?"

"It's not convenient to tell you at the moment."

"Xiao Lin, do you believe it?" Wu Jian crossed Yuan Bozhu, looked at Lin Shuangxiu, raised his eyebrows, and said, "The end of the world is about to break out, and he said he has a way, do you believe it?"

Lin Shuangxiu looked at Wujian, then at Yuan Bozhu, bit his lip, and said, "I believe it."

"...Okay, you two are a natural pair, okay?"

"Wu Jian, I only ask you." Yuan Bozhu's voice sank, "If you choose between peace and doomsday, how will you do it?"

"None of my shit, I'm a dying man—"

Yuan Bozhu asked again, word by word: "How are you doing?"

This is a very peculiar scene.

In this world of books, Yuan Bozhu is one of the completely unimportant cannon fodder, whose life and death are not even recorded in the book.And sitting next to him is the biggest villain ten years later, and the strongest assistant under the villain in the future.

But Yuan Bozhu asked this person who would turn the world upside down ten years later: peace or doomsday, how do you choose.

Wujian's scalp was numb from that look.

It is obviously a very distant topic that sounds irrelevant to him, but right now it seems to be hitting Wujian's head and heart with substance.

Peace and doom?joke.

Doomsday of course.

How interesting that is.

But this is the idea of the past.

During the time when he lost his ability, he suddenly understood one thing: the happiness that power can bring is limited, and when he loses power, everything disappears without a trace.

A waste is but a mayfly in the apocalypse.

Only under peace can ordinary people have meaning.

He looked at Yuan Bozhu and sighed heavily: "Of course I hope for world peace. In this way, I can continue to stay at home and watch idol dramas tomorrow, which is also very good."

At that moment, Wujian seemed to see a smile in Yuan Bozhu's eyes.

But when he blinked, the illusion was fleeting.

"I hope you will remember your choice." Yuan Bozhu was still a brat with an iceberg face, and said to him expressionlessly, "We're leaving, goodbye."

"...Damn it." Wu Jian was so angry that he was speechless, "I've been talking nonsense for a long time, and this is the end?!"

Yuan Bozhu stood up with Lin Shuangxuan, and he was really about to go out.

Wu Jian scolded: "If the end of the world, I must first rush over to give you a big slap, I'm so mad."

Lin Shuangxuan waved at him: "It hurts to be angry, senior should lie down properly!"

The door is closed, and the excitement returns to silence.

Wu Jian sighed, looked at the empty room, and an inexplicable self-mockery came out of his heart.

What's the point of choosing world peace?

Peace didn't matter to him either, he was dying anyway.

But it's strange, Wujian has a relaxed feeling all over his body.

It seems that by answering the question that Yuan Bozhu asked, he was freed from some kind of shackles.

He stretched, yawned, and while he was full of energy, he was going to go to the management office for a meal and a walk now.

As soon as he turned around, his foot hit the leg of the sofa, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Wu Jian slapped the sofa and cursed: "Unlucky thing!"

bang.

Suddenly the room was filled with smoke.

Accompanied by this sudden explosion, the entire sofa was shattered into a puddle of dust.

Incessantly froze.

His eyes were suddenly bloodshot, and he glanced at his palm in disbelief.

Make no mistake, there is literally a familiar energy field flowing there.

Wu Jian opened his mouth, a thousand thoughts in his mind.

His energy glands have been taken away, it is impossible for him to still have abilities——

Thinking of this, Wu Jian suddenly turned his head and ran towards the balcony.

He leaned over, waited for a while, and saw Yuan Bozhu and Lin Shuanghuan walking out of the unit building.

Lin Shuanghuan seemed to know that he would be there, so he raised his head, smiled silently at him, and waved.

Yuan Bozhu did not give any response.

He only left Wujian with a ruthless back of the head.

"Damn it..." Wu Jian grinned at Yuan Bozhu who hadn't looked back, and cursed, "Stinky boy! I said you were so awesome, I would choose world peace the first second I entered the door!"

After speaking, he slowly retreated back to the living room, first he covered his heart, feeling the energy glands that had obviously disappeared suddenly beating again, and then he covered his face for a while.

After a long time, Wu Jian suddenly laughed out loud, so loud that the neighbors next door were calling to complain about him.

Lost and recovered, hopeless situation survived, suddenly enlightened, everything is not enough to describe the mood at this moment.

He finally calmed down, his hands were still trembling unconsciously, but he took out his cell phone stubbornly and sent a text message to Yuan Bozhu.

"Let's wish world peace! So can you give me two more new energy glands? I have spares."

Three seconds later, a reply was received.

Yuan Bozhu said, "Go away."